THAT ONE IN A MILLION ☆ kainan

[ARVID R.]

Ah, his first victim. Or patient, as he preferred to think of them as. A small smile came to the canine's muzzle as Kainan introduced himself, and he dipped his head in response. His tone was conversational and kind as he spoke, "Nice to meet you then, Kainan. My name is Vincent, and I am a traveling merchant. I came here to visit the tribe to see if any of your members would be interested in my baked goods. I'm more than happy to trade them in exchange for small trinkets or bobbles." His multicolored gaze then seemed to take on a slight gleam, although it was hidden away by the hood that he wore.

A soft hum left him as he reached into his basket, pulling out one of the several muffins that he had "prepared." He pushed it towards Kainan, wearing a smile once more as he offered, "Here, why don't you try a free sample? If you think that my products are serviceable, then I'll be happy to offer some to the rest of your tribe, and then be out of your hair. Quick as a flash, I promise." His tail thumped behind him, only adding on to the illusion of his kind nature. Of course, the real reason for why he was so delighted remained unspoken.

i wanna be the sand inside that hourglass